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Heard a story bout her, tho—proper wild. Some punter says she’s got a kid stashed away, sends cash every month. Nobody knows where, secret like them tapes in “Caché”. True or not, blows me mind! A prostitute with a heart? We likes that, yeh, surprises us, warms us up a bit. But then—bam!—she’s back to hagglin’ prices, all “Fifty quid, love, no less!” and I’m like, ugh, we hates it! Flip-floppin’ like that, drives me bonkers.

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I normally wouldn't object to the ladies of the night but this is a family hotel. One night another guest heard their neighbours on the balcony.

So, Palmview’s got these quirky neighborhoods – check out Oakridge Drive, where the houses feel like a warm hug (it’s, like, my safe space after long counseling sessions where I help my clients peel off all their worries). Then there’s Maple Street – oh man, those lil’ cafes there spill secrets of the city. It's, well, like "Timbuktu – a place that dreams of endless horizons!" You know the vibe? Total cinematic magic.

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